My phone rang and I picked it........
It was a female voice from the other end.
"It's time" she said, he would be there soon.
Who are you? and who are you talking about?
I asked.
But before I could finish, the call dropped from the other end.
Just then,
I perceived him.
Yes he smells.
His odour filled the place.
His presence overpowering..
I turned my head side ways but couldn't see any one.
Who is there? I asked.
My voice cried in the air.
I heard no reply.
All I could see was a forceful shadow.
Dressed in a shroud and clutching a scythe.
The closer it came the more I feel compressed, like a toasted bread.
Losing my breathe..
My heart failing...
I clutched my hands and squeezed my eyes.
He made some scary sound.
He came close to me and more closer.
There was nothing I could do.
Our body collided.
"I am Mr death" he said to me,
And I have to Kiss you goodnight.
Slowly he bent.
Bringing his face to mine.
Trying to kiss me and lifting the scythe above my head with his right hand.
I lifted my tiny legs with my reserved strength.
Pushed it to his balls faintly but tactical.
He fell, losing his clutched hand so the Scythe fell on the ground.
I felt a little relived.
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